Michicant

I was unafraid, I was a boy, I was a tender age
 Melic in the naked, knew a lake and drew the lofts for page
 Hurdle all the waitings up, but know it wasn't wedded love, why?
 Four long minutes end, and it was over, it'd all be back
 And the frost took up the eyes
 Pressed against the pane, could see the veins and there was poison out
 Resting in a raze, the inner claims I hadn't breadth to shake
 Searching for an inner clout, may not take another bout, why?
 Honey in the hale could fill the pales of loving less with vain
 Hon', it wasn't yet the spring
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 Aiming and it sunk, and we were drunk, and we had fleshed it out
 Nose up in the globes, you never know if you are passing out
 No, it wasn't maiden-up, the falling or the faded luck, why?
 Hung up in the ivory, both were climbing for a finer cause
 Love could hardly leave the room with your heart